Date: Tue, 3 Mar 2015 12:10:37 +0000 (UTC) From: Ben DOver Subject: The Move Chapter 3 So many thanks to Nifty for this wonderful arena. Without our donations, Nifty could not exist so please donate to http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html to help keep this site alive. Nifty is what inspired me to begin writing and I am sure Nifty inspired many others in the same way. End of Chapter 2 ......'I've never had a naked hug before', Chris stated. 'It feels good. Your skin is really warm and soft.' He snuggled into me even more, and I could feel his dick hardening against mine. Just as I was thinking about going another round, I could hear and feel him yawn against my chest. I scooted us around so we were totally on our pallet. Chris just laid on me the whole time. I think he was really into hugging, and was just realizing it. He continued to hold on to me and yawned again. I reached over and pulled one of the blankets over us. I resumed rubbing his back with my left hand and held him on me with my right hand on his lower back. I continued to rub and inhale his musky boy smell as he fell asleep. It didn't take very long. It was pretty late and he had cum pretty hard earlier. I guess he had had several new experiences tonight and he was worn out. I thought it was really sweet that he fell asleep on me and only made me more infatuated with him. I really really wanted to be his lover, and I thought that was still an option, maybe even a likely one. But I would settle for his friendship. Chris was a special special boy, and he deserved whatever he wanted. I held him for at least fifteen minutes as he slept. I would have loved to have held him on me all night, but I wasn't much bigger than him, and his weight was a little too much for me. I rolled to my left, slowly depositing him on the pallet beside me. I laid beside him, pulled the covers back over us, and watched him sleep. I thought he was beautiful. And not just the way he looked, but the way he thought, the way he acted. This was some kid I was with. I closed my eyes too and was soon asleep with him, knowing anything I dreamed about would be no better that what had happened tonight. This was my best birthday ever, no doubt about it. Who would have thought? Chapter 3 I woke up the next morning from the sun streaming through the window, creating a very stuffy shed. I could feel the sweat all over me but I didn't care at all. I had turned during the night and Chris had snuggled up to me. He was the big spoon and I was the little one! He was scooted up right next to me, his arm over my chest and his hand on my belly. But the best thing was his hard dick pressed against my crack. Oh this was how I wanted to wake up every morning, a hot boy, no, Chris snuggling up to me. I lay there quietly, just enjoying the heat of his body next to mine. I needed to pee but there was no way I was going to get up yet. I thought about what had happened last night and wondered how he was going to feel about what we did when he woke up. I wanted to put that moment off. I wanted to just imagine that he would wake up, give me a kiss, and say what a wonderful night we had. I knew that wouldn't happen, but it was nice to imagine. I really didn't want him to wake up feeling bad about himself or me. A lot of boys I played with pretended nothing at all had happened when they woke up the next morning. Though usually, if they had fun, they would come back for more another night. I so wanted Chris to come back for more. But even if he didn't want to play again, I wanted him to come back. I couldn't believe how attached I had become to him in only two days. I guess three if you count our first fifteen minute meeting. I had liked boys before, but nothing at all like this. It felt like we were destined to be together. How corny is that? Of course, I wasn't sure how he felt, though I know he liked me a lot. Only time would tell if he liked me like I liked him. I tried to stay still so this moment would last forever, but it was tough not to squirm. I pushed my butt back against his hard dick and had to stifle a moan. I really wanted him to be inside me, and thinking about that with his hard dick right there was awesome and torture at the same time. I rotated my hips a few times, letting his dick rub up and down my crack. I couldn't stop myself from stroking his hand on my belly. I wanted him to be closer even though we were basically as close as we could get. I suddenly noticed that his breathing was no longer deep and even. I stopped my hip movement but kept stroking his hand. He didn't move so I waited about a minute then whispered, 'You awake?'. 'Yeah' he whispered back. Funny how we were whispering even though we were the only ones in the room. 'I gotta pee' he continued, 'real bad.' 'Well, don't go yet, you'd get pee all over my butt!' I moved my hips back into him again as I whispered that. He giggled and pulled away from me, rolling over on his back. I missed his touch immediately. I rolled on my back too, touching his side with mine and he didn't move. I looked over at him and my heart literally skipped a beat. This may just be puppy love but I got it bad. His hair was tousled, sticking up in all directions. He had a pillow crease on the right side of his face. His eyes were half closed and he still had a tiny line of drool running along his cheek. The blanket was resting just under his pink nipples, showing the top of his smooth tanned chest. Dang-it, but he was about ten puppies of cuteness! I wanted to pull him on top of me and kiss away, grab his butt and grind it into me. Maybe in the future..... 'I really gotta go really bad' he whispered urgently, looking me in the eyes. 'Me too,' I replied and a thought came to my mind. 'I dare you to just put on your underwear and walk to my house to pee.' 'No way, I gotta piss boner!' 'I'll go with you, just in my underwear too.' 'Your parents will see me!' he exclaimed, getting a bit louder. 'It's seven o'clock Sunday morning, the will be asleep. I dare you, man.' I could see the wheels turning as he thought about it. I had noticed that when he was thinking something over, he stared ahead, looking at some distant place, and almost imperceptibly moved his lips. He was doing that now, looking over my head towards the door of the shed. 'Alright' he said and looked to his left, picked up his underwear and put them on underneath the covers. 'Put yours on and let's go. I really really gotta go now.' He kinda smirked and then looked to the workbench and back to me. I remembered that I had thrown my underwear on it the night before. I would have to get out of the covers to get it. What he didn't realize was that I was kinda an exhibitionist and I liked showing my body and my dick off whenever I could. I would walk around the locker room naked all the time after basketball practice and gym. I wasn't hard then, or at least not full blown hard. Sometimes it was tough to keep it all the way down around sexy boys in various stages of undress. I often had to avoid looking at them to kept it mostly soft. In the shower, I usually stood facing the middle of the room so everyone could see my dick. I wanted to crawl over him, letting my dick rub his face as I got up, but instead I just pulled the covers down, stood up and stepped over him, walking the four steps to the workbench. I grabbed my underwear, turned back toward him, and pulled them on. I could tell he was looking at my dick while I put them on. That was a good sign. I stood there with my boner bulging, and raised my eyebrows. 'You ready?' I asked. He lightly shook his head then stood up facing me. My eyes of course went straight to his crotch, and I could see that he was still totally hard, his dick making a sexy outline in his tighty whities. My mouth watered just a bit. I wanted to go to him, drop to my knees, pull his fruit of the looms down and go to town, sucking him until he shot in my mouth. But instead I just walked by him to the door and looked at him with my eyebrows raised. 'OK' he said and took two steps toward me. I opened the door and looked to the left and right. To the right was my neighbors house, which was a two story and had a clear line of sight from the second floor into my yard. If anyone was looking, they would get a show. To the left was our driveway, a short shrubbery line, then a one story house. I didn't see anyone in the yard, but their windows were high enough to be able to see some of us, at least our upper half. I wasn't sure they would be able to see our boners. I had dared him to walk, so I took the lead and walked toward the porch. Chris was right behind me, walking really close, I guess to hide his boner if he could. We didn't talk as we walked the twenty steps to the porch, up the three stairs, and then I turned to him. 'Hope the doors not locked, I don't even have a key yet.' The look on his face was really funny. He opened his eyes wide and his mouth formed an O. I just smiled and turned back to the door and tried the handle. It was unlocked and turned easily. Of course the door creaked as I opened it, sounding really loud in the quiet of the morning. We walked into the foyer and turned right into the kitchen to get to the half bath, and there was my sister, eating cereal at the table. We both just stopped and stared at her. She just stared back and then kept eating her cereal. My family was pretty used to seeing me in my underwear, though not usually with a boner. I looked back at Chris and he was covering his boner with his hands and he still had that funny look on his face. I just giggled then walked through the kitchen to the bathroom on the left, opened the door and walked into the small space. Chris followed me and closed the door. 'You didn't say she would be up!' he whispered. I just kept giggling. 'Didn't know. Doesn't matter though, she has seen me in my underwear loads of times.' 'But she hasn't seen me! And I have a boner!' 'I guess you need to get rid of it before you leave the bathroom then.' I moved to the far side of the toilet, giving Chris room to stand beside me. I lowered my underwear and pushed my still totally hard dick down toward the bowl. Chris looked at me and then did the same, pulling out his awesome dick and pushing it down. Neither one of us could pee. I was just staring down, looking at his dick, thinking how much I liked it in my mouth. This was not helping me pee. We just stood there, nothing coming out and looking at each other. We stayed like that for thirty seconds then both looked up at the same time and looked at each other. We started smiling and then we both cracked up. It was awesome that we didn't even have to say anything to crack up. I had never been around a boy who made me crack up like he did. We both started to lose our boners a little and were able to start peeing. We must have had a lot of coke last night cause I bet we peed for a full minute. By the time we were finished, he was soft and I almost was. I really like looking at his soft dick too. When he was hard, his head was just a little bigger around that his shaft, but when he was soft, his shaft got really thin and his head was a lot bigger around. Overall, It was pretty puny, but oh so cute. Of course I wanted to get on my knees and feel it get hard in my mouth. Dammit, gonna get hard again if I keep looking at him and thinking these thoughts. I looked up and he was staring at me with a smile on his face. I could feel myself blush and looked away. He laughed, but it was a sweet laugh, not a mean one. We both pulled up our underwear and stood touching as we washed our hands. He hipped me and I hipped him back. We started pushing against each other and laughing. We were starting to get loud. 'Wake up my parents and my Mom will see you in your underwear. ' Chris laughed and stopped shoving me. 'Be vewwy quiet, weah hunting wabbits' he said like Elmer Fudd and here we go cracking up again. After calming down, we went back into the kitchen. My sister looked up at us. 'Did you just use the bathroom together? Boys are so weird.' That just made us start laughing again. 'Like girls don't go to the bathroom together' I said but she ignored me. Chris and I decided to take some cereal to the shed so we grabbed a couple spoons and bowls, the Cap'n Crunch box, and two gasses of milk. We said bye to Jane and walked back across the yard to the shed. I didn't see anyone watching, but I couldn't see in the neighbors windows. Of course our boners were gone so it was no big deal to me at all. We walked into the shed and I noticed the smell. Sweat, cum, sex I guess. And farts too. I opened both windows and got a breeze going. We sat in the camp chairs, made the cereal and ate, joking about which one of us made the shed smell so bad. I was pretty impressed with myself for staying soft, being right next to him, both of us in our underwear, and watching him dribble milk on his chest and use his finger to wipe it up and then suck the milk off his finger. Man that was sexy. Chris noticed there were tennis rackets in the shed and asked about playing. He had never played before. I said let's go to the park and play. I put on my orange shorts and he put on his tight white ones. I wolf whistled at him. 'You told me you liked these shorts last night' he said while grinning. I never had shoes on last night and he had left his in my room so we went back into the house and quietly walked up the stairs to my room and put our socks and shoes on. We crept back down without waking my parents and walked to the park. Chris had followed my lead and not worn a shirt. He looked so cute with his white socks and tight white shorts and tan chest and back. I had a semi the whole walk and I am sure he noticed it. My shorts weren't as tight as his, but it's hard to hide a boner in basketball shorts. It wasn't even eight o'clock so we were the only ones in the park. We started by hitting across the net, well, I hit across the net, he couldn't hit anything at all. I decided he needed to know how to hit first so we moved to the side of the court to hit against the wall. I explained to him how to hold the racket and to swing, but it wasn't working very well. It did go great for the laughter it was creating. He really didn't mind making fun of himself and I really liked that about him. I needed to show him how to swing so I got behind him and reached around to swing with him. It would have been easier if someone else was hitting it rather than bouncing the ball on the ground, but I did my best. It was very difficult having my bare chest on his bare back and my dick against his butt. I tried not to think about that but I was so close and I could smell his boy sweat and the hormones were flowing and I got a boner real fast. He could feel it but didn't say anything right then. I held him for a few minutes trying to teach him a forehand and he did get to where he could hit the ball at least. We moved back across the net from each other and he was able to get a few back. He was pumped that he could hit it over some of the time. We laughed a lot too. We played for a little while then walked to the water fountain to get a drink. My boner had gone down but walking next to him, with his light sheen of sweat, and the way he smelled so good, and wearing those tight shorts just got me going again and I was popping wood before we made it to the fountain. We were talking about tennis but I could see his eyes go to my crotch. We drank some water then climbed a little hill and sat under a tree. It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining and the air had just a bit of coolness to it. We were in the mountains so the weather was cooler than I was used to at the beginning of September. We were sitting next to each other with our legs touching. He really didn't mind touching me. I think he even liked it. I told him how impressed I was that he improved so much in just a half an hour and that caused him to blush, but he smiled real big. I couldn't keep from looking at him the entire time and my dick was so hard. He looked at my groin. 'You have boners a lot' he teased me. 'It's the company I keep, man' I replied and he blushed again. He was so cute all the time but when he blushed his cuteness factor went way up. His cheeks got red real quick and he would try not to smile but he couldn't help but smile real big, which made for a really cute crooked smile. And of course that made my dick throb even more. I put my arm around him and whispered close to his ear. 'You are the only person that makes me hard like this. I just can't help it. You bring out the naughty in me'. He was so incredible. Instead of being grossed out, he just blushed more! 'I've been trying to control it but I haven't been successful at all today.' He just kept smiling as he looked down, then back up at me. 'I had fun last night' he said. 'I just started thinking about what we did and I have one too.' I of course looked down but couldn't tell from the way he was sitting. He thrust his hips out and then I could see the outline of his hard dick. I reached down and put my hand over him and moved up and down. 'Not here' he said and pulled away. 'We should go back to the shed.' Oh wow, he wanted to play more now! This was totally awesome. I smiled really big. 'Cool, let's go.' We gathered our rackets and balls and started walking home. We were both walking pretty fast, I think he really wanted to play. We made it home pretty quick and I could smell bacon cooking. My Mom was up and making breakfast and the kitchen window was open. She saw us walking into the yard and spoke out the window. 'Boys, breakfast will be ready in about twenty minutes. You should take showers. I'm sure you are both ripe from sleeping outside.' We looked at each other and both shrugged our shoulders at the same time which made us crack up. We kinda held each other loosely as we laughed. 'Guess we are taking a shower', I said to Chris then louder 'OK Mom.' We went inside and straight up the stairs. We didn't want to get too close to Mom while we both had boners. We went into my bathroom and I got towels out of the closet. 'I'm not sure how much they can hear from in here' I whispered. 'We need to keep it quiet.' I turned on the shower and then turned to him. 'Take your shoes and socks off' I said and he did, jumping around while he was doing it. I took off my shoes and socks too. Then I knelt in front of him and slowly pulled his shorts down, making sure I pulled out in the front so I didn't catch his boner. He had a goofy smile on his face. I rubbed his dick over his underwear and he let out a breath he had been holding. I started pulling his underwear down. He put his hands on my shoulders to steady himself as he lifted up his legs. I tossed his underwear to the floor and was then staring right at his four inches. He had a strong smell from everything we did last night then playing tennis this morning. I leaned forward and breathed in really deep. Damn he made me so horny. I opened my mouth and swallowed him all the way down to his few pubes all at once. He tightly gripped my shoulders and gasped. I moved back up then down again, over and over, really fast. I grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled him into my mouth as deep as I could, then pulled up to his head and started swirling my tongue all around. The sound of the shower was drowning out his gasps and groans. He moved his hands from my shoulders to my head and pulled me down his dick again. He was taking control and I really liked it. He started humping my mouth, going faster and faster. I squeezed his cheeks, then rubbed his lower back, moved my hands up his sides to his pits, then all the way down to his thighs and back to his cheeks. I kept following this path with my hands and he was really screwing my mouth hard. After a couple minutes, I could tell from his breathing he was going to cum. I just held his butt, pulling him into me with his motions, and I felt him tense up, stop pushing, then squirt in my mouth. I love cum straight from the source. He pulled out then back in and shot another squirt. He did this two more times then just held his dick as far as he could get it in my mouth. I think he squirted out a little more cum than he had last night. I had swallowed the first two squirts , but was holding onto the last two. I didn't move, just held his dick in my mouth. I was holding him tight to me cause I thought he might be rubber legged right now. He was still holding my head with his hands, and rubbing my hair. That was really sexy. 'Holy Cow' he gasped out. I pulled off his dick and looked up at him. His eyes were closed and his chest was heaving and flushed. I just watched him as I swallowed his cum that was still in my mouth. My dick was so hard it felt like I was going to cum as soon as I touched it. Oh did I luck out with this hot, sweet boy. His sperm was also hot and sweet I thought. We stayed like that for a minute while he caught his breath. He opened his eyes and looked down at me with a big smile on his face. 'Awesome' was all he said. I laughed. 'We need to get in the shower. Do you want to get in together?' 'What about you?' he asked. 'We can do me in the shower or later. I'll do you again later too.' 'OK' he said, but then he knelt down in front of me. He took my shorts down and then my underwear. He reached out and grabbed my dick with his fist and I gasped. 'It won't take much for me to cum.' He looked up at me then back to my dick, then slowly swallowed me down to his fist, getting over half my dick in his mouth. Damn it felt good. He mimicked me, going up and down fast and I knew I would blow in a few seconds. My balls were already pulling up inside me. 'I'm gonna cum really fast' I said as I put my hands on his head. I didn't pump at all, I just let him take charge and suck how he wanted to. He seemed more assured of himself this time and kept going up and down, then using his tongue on my head at the top, and plunging back down to his fist. He was jacking me with his mouth and I was ready to cum. 'I'm gonna cum now!' I whispered but he stayed on. Then it was happening, I was cumming hard. I shot three times in quick succession, and he never let go. Then he just held me still and I shot two more times. He started sucking after that and I could feel more oozing out. My knees were rubber and I was holding onto his head to keep from falling down. That was incredible! He was still holding my dick in his mouth and moving his tongue around. He pulled up then back down and up again before letting it fall out of his mouth. He looked up at me and smiled. I could see cum on his lips but none on his chin. He swallowed then opened his mouth to show me it was all gone. 'Holy Cow' I copied him. 'You took it all! No one's ever done that. Oh Shit.' I sat down on the side of the tub while he was still kneeling. His face was a little lower than mine. I reached out and cupped his ears and pulled him toward me. I wasn't thinking clearly, he had just blown my mind with that blow job. I pulled him closer and put my lips on his. It was a closed mouth kiss and I pulled him away after a couple seconds. He didn't look mad or upset, he was still smiling. I pulled him in again and this time I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along his lips. He kept his lips closed for a couple seconds then he opened his mouth and his tongue came out. I slid off the tub edge so I was kneeling in front of him. I moved my hands to his back and he lightly held onto my hips. We started hugging and we were french kissing! His tongue would dart into my mouth then pull out and I would put my tongue in his. He tasted like cum. My cum! We kissed for a minute then pulled apart. We were both gasping, I don't think either of us knew how to breath and kiss at the same time. His cheeks and his lips were bright red. I pulled him into me again and just hugged him as he hugged me back. Wow, I had kissed him and he had kissed me back. He was the one who said he wanted to fool around. This was just what I was looking for. Someone to love, I guess. I was so happy that my eyes started to water. I sniffed and just squeezed him tighter. 'That was the most awesome thing I have ever been a part of' I whispered into his ear. I could feel his smile on my shoulder and that made me really smile. We pulled apart and just grinned goofy at each other. I wiped my eyes and he didn't say anything about that. 'Let's get in the shower', I said and we both stood up. I turned to adjust the water and he put his hands on my hips and pushed his boner into my crack and I jumped a little. 'You liked that this morning, didn't you?' he whispered than laughed. I was really amazed he did that. Maybe my boy Chris liked me like I liked him! I just smiled real big and blushed some then got in the shower with Chris following me. I had taken showers with boys before but I wanted this one to be different. I had never washed a boy before and I wanted to wash Chris all over. I guided him to the shower head, turning him to face me and ran my hands through his hair, getting it wet. I pulled him toward me then poured some shampoo in my hand, worked it to a lather, then ran it through his hair, gently rubbing it all around. When his hair was all shampooey, I reached down and rubbed some in his few pubic hairs, which made him laugh. I rinsed my hands, then used a washcloth and bar soap to work up a good lather. I took the washcloth and soaped him up, starting with the back of his neck, then the front. I did his shoulders next then moved to his back, soaping all his back at once. I returned to Chris's front and held each arm up and washed his pits, which made him jump. Putting his arms down, I soaped his upper chest, making little circles over his nipples. Then down to his flat belly and back up and down his sides. I re-soaped the wash cloth and knelt in front of Chris, washing each leg from his thigh down to his toes, while he held onto my shoulders. Then I moved to his sack, which was pulled up tight, even in the warm water and gently washed it all over. His still hard dick was next, and I sorta jacked him with the wash cloth, which made Chris lurch and bend over. I just smiled at that and then turned him away from me. I washed each of his cheeks then ran the wash cloth from the top of his crack all the way to his ball sack, stopping at his hole to rub just a little. He tightened his cheeks when I was rubbing his hole, but didn't jerk away. Next I had him close his eyes and pushed him under the water and used my hands to rinse his hair then his body. I had him bend toward me and I pulled his cheeks apart to let the water rinse him real good there. I turned him into the water and ran my hand all over his dick and balls, ensuring no soap was left behind. I turned him back toward me and knelt in front of him, held his hips and sucked his dick into my mouth. I ran my tongue all over it and jacked it with my mouth for a few seconds then stood up. 'You're all clean' I announced. 'Yeah, and my dick is extra clean.' he answered. 'Now it's your turn.' We changed positions and he basically did the same to me. I knelt down just a little so he could reach my hair easier. I don't remember anyone washing my hair before but it felt so fantastic. When he did my pits, I felt my dick throb. I was still so hard. When he reached my dick, he just jacked me with his soapy hand real slow and I got really sensitive and had to tell him to stop. He also just used his hand to wash between my cheeks. He stopped on my hole and actually pushed in a little. Nothing entered, but it sure felt good. He rinsed me off then he too knelt down and took my dick in his mouth. He didn't hold me with his fist this time and tried to go all the way down. He gagged and had to pull off but he did try. That was just another cool thing he had done to me. We turned off the water, grabbed our towels, and dried each other off at the same time. We were tickling each other and both giggling as we stepped out of the shower. We hung our towels up and I went to the door and cracked it, looking down the stairs. No one was in the foyer, and we were still giggling as we ran naked to my room and shut the door. 'Um, I didn't bring any clothes' Chris said as he sat on my bed. I headed to my dresser and started digging down in the bottom drawer, where I kept my favorite old clothes. I found my favorite orange basketball shorts that were too small for me and tossed them to Chris. I went to my shorts drawer and grabbed another pair of orange shorts for me. You get that I love orange, right? I turned toward the bed. 'Commando?' I asked. I started pulling my shorts on without putting on any underwear. Chris looked at me then back at the shorts then back at me. He raised his eyebrows then slowly stood up. Damn he was cute, especially with his hard dick pointing to the sky. He pulled the shorts on and they were a perfect fit. Heck, he didn't have to be naked to look incredible. His body was so tight and practically flawless, the shorts fit perfectly, and he looked damn fine in orange. I simply stared at him for a few seconds. 'What?' He said, looking down at himself. 'You just look really good, man. Orange looks good on you.' 'Yeah? I don't think I have anything orange'. 'Well, you do now. You can keep the shorts.' 'No way man, these are nice shorts.' 'They are too small for me anyway. I want you to have them. They used to be my favorite pair.' 'No way. Why would you give away your favorite pair which you obviously were saving, since you brought them with you?' 'Because they were my favorite and I want you to have them. I gotta spread the orange, man.' Chris just looked down at the shorts then back at me. 'Thanks' he said. We both still had boners and they weren't going away if we just stared at each other. At least mine wasn't going to. I think Chris really liked me, but I didn't think I turned him on just by being around like he did to me. 'Let's have a race. Mom hasn't yelled for us yet.' We went to the other bedroom and plugged in the track and raced. We were able to get two races in, we both won one, before Jane came up saying breakfast was ready. The activity worked, both of our boners were gone. Chris asked if I had a shirt he could wear. 'You don't need one. I never wear one around the house. No one will care.' He didn't seem convinced but shrugged his shoulders and said OK. We walked, not ran, down the stairs, and went into the kitchen. Mom turned to us as we entered. 'Oh Lord, Chris. He's got you dressing like him.' She smiled at Chris. 'You do look good in orange. Sean wears so much orange I sometimes think he is one.' Chris blushed and grinned. I just smiled hearing my Mom saying Chris looked good. Like Mom, like son I guess. Chris told Mom how good everything smelled. Mom smiled and said how polite he was, which of course made Chris blush again. Brunch was bacon, eggs, pancakes, cantaloupe, biscuits and gravy. I love brunch. We sat down next to each other and we both ate until we were stuffed. Just like last nights dinner, we all joked and laughed and talked like Chris had always been here. We both thanked Mom for the great brunch, rinsed our plates, and put them in the dishwasher. Mom said to brush our teeth so we went back to my bathroom and I gave him a new toothbrush and we brushed our teeth side by side at the sink. Mom always bought extra toothbrushes for sleepovers cause kids always forgot them. We finished and skipped outside and I noticed our bellies were no longer flat, both of our tummies were sticking out. And of course it just made Chris even cuter. I wanted to kiss all over his belly. We went back to the shed to hang out. We had come back to fool around and then ended up with quick blow jobs before our shower. I wasn't sure we were going to do any more sexy things today. We laid on the pallet and I really wanted to talk but I wasn't sure he did. I was kinda confused about what had happened today. Was Chris straight and just doing things with me because I was older and he thought I was cool and he wanted to make me happy? Was he gay but just never thought about it before but I was bringing it out of him? He had tried to swallow my cum the first time, and he had succeeded the second time. He seemed pretty proud of it too. He had hugged me last night and fallen asleep on me and today we had hugged and kissed! He seemed to really like hugging and I think he liked kissing me too. He was the one who said we should fool around today, not that I wasn't encouraging him. I guess I was thinking too much. But I really liked him, I liked him more than I had liked anyone before. I knew I was gay two years ago, and I knew before that that I liked looking at boys and wanted to fool around with them. He jacked off with someone but I don't think he had ever done anything else. And he said he didn't think about boys when he jacked off. Of course, he said he didn't think about girls either. I wanted to profess my deepest love to him, but I was really scared to do that. I had cried twice already because I liked him so much. I took a deep breath and decided to start talking. 'Have you ever done anything besides jack off with a boy before me?' I didn't look at him, just looked at the ceiling, but I could see him out of the corner of my eye. He did look at me though. 'Nope. My friend showed me how to jack off and we jacked off together. I couldn't cum then but he could. He got cum all over his belly and some on my belly. I thought it was really gross, but I didn't even know what cum was then. He had to tell me.' 'So I'm the only boy you've fooled around with?' 'Yeah.' I looked at over at him, looking into his pale blue eyes and wondering if I was fucking things up. 'Did you like kissing me?' I held my breath. I was scared of his answer. 'It was really cool. Better than when I kissed a girl.' He just stared at me, not making fun, just answering my questions. 'Do you want to kiss now?' I held my breath again. 'Sure' he answered and moved closer to me. He took the initiative and leaned up and moved his lips to mine and started kissing, really lightly at first, then opening his mouth and sticking his tongue in my mouth. He moved over the top of me and I reached out and hugged him to me. We were chest to chest, his elbows on the pallet on either side of me, my hands rubbing all over his back as we were making out. We both had our eyes closed and I started rubbing further down his back. I grabbed his butt and pulled him all the way on top of me. I could feel his hard dick on mine. His mouth tasted like bacon and Crest, and I thought that was a good combination. I guess I tasted the same. I was grinding his dick into mine as we kissed. We had to stop every few seconds to catch our breath. We would open our eyes and look at each other and smile when we stopped. After a few minutes we pulled apart and he just laid on me, still on his elbows, and grinned down at me. 'That's fun'. He had a silly happy grin on his face. 'You're really good at kissing. You sure you don't have a ton of experience?' I joked. 'Nope, just the third kiss I've had, the one girl at school and two times with you. It's fun with you. I don't know, it.... it gives me shivers.' I smiled really wide when he said that and pulled him down and started the kissing all over again. I was really rubbing him all over his back and sides and butt and pulling him into me. I was pushing my hips up and down and he was moving his sorta in a circle. Our dicks were rubbing in all directions and it was so sexy. I wanted as much of our bodies touching as possible. We had to stop after another minute to breath but we kept moving our hips. He laid his head on my shoulder and I just put my hands on his butt as we kept moving. I was ready to cum again soon. We just lay there and wound down, rubbing and moving slower and slower until our hips stopped, and I just lightly moved my fingertips up and down his back, following his spine. 'It gives me the shivers to kiss you too' I whispered to him. 'Heck, it gives me the shivers to just be around you. I really really like you Chris.' 'I really like you too' Chris spoke into my shoulder. 'And I really like when you rub me and grab my butt and when we are touching all over like this.' 'Yeah, touching feels really good. You're the only one I've ever done this with. I really like you.' I swallowed and thought NO, don't say it but my dumb mouth took over. 'Like a girl likes a boy. I wish you could be my boyfriend.' There it was, totally out there. Dork Dork Dork I thought. I didn't say like a boy likes a girl cause I didn't want him to think I thought he was like a girl. He was sweet and kind but he was all boy. My heart was really beating fast. You Dork, you should have just kept your mouth shut. He knows I really like him, but saying I want to be his boyfriend? My neck and pits felt sweaty and I could feel my face heating up and I knew I was blushing. Chris pushed himself up from my shoulder and stared down at me. 'I don't know if I am gay, I've never even thought about it. But I think you would make a great boyfriend, so OK, I'll be your boyfriend.' 'What do you mean? How can you be my boyfriend if you aren't gay?' 'Well, like this.' He leaned into me and started kissing again. Really soft and slow and tender. He was just barely touching my lips then slowly moving his tongue into my mouth and pushing on my tongue. He was breathing out of his mouth and I could fell his warm breath on my mouth and cheeks. This was such a sensual kiss, a kiss of lovers I thought and then I started tearing up. Damn, I am such a baby! I guess my hormones were really messing with me. Or maybe this was true love, and I just couldn't handle it yet. Chris had rocked my world. I had fooled around a lot and I had really liked a couple guys, but Chris was just so different. He was kindest boy I had ever known. He was the sweetest boy I had ever known. He was so willing to be honest and try things. He was also the coolest boy I had ever known. Other boys had liked me fine, but Chris seemed to take it to a new level. I had liked other boys, but nowhere near as much as I liked Chris. I was so smitten but I knew I had to buck up and quit being such a dork. I was confused, but if he would be my boyfriend, then I was pretty lucky. We kept kissing softly, me rubbing his back just as soft as he was kissing me. I felt him shiver and that made me shiver. It was kinda warm, so I knew it wasn't from being cold. 'See,' he said, lifting up, 'I told you I got the shivers when we kiss.' He stared at me, right in my eyes for a few seconds which felt like minutes. He cocked his head to the side just a bit. 'When I kiss you, I don't think about you being a girl or a boy, I just think about how good it feels. I don't know if I'm gay or not, I just know that being with you is really fun, and it makes me feel good, and I want to make you feel good too. I think that is what being a boyfriend is about. I can be your boyfriend while I figure it all out.' I didn't know what to say, so I just pulled him back onto my face and started kissing him hard and fast and deep and got all slobbery. I hugged him to me as tight as I could and I felt the tears coming. Damn it! He made me so damn happy I just couldn't keep it inside. We kept kissing and I think we were sorta figuring out how to kiss and breath at the same time. He was still on top of me but he rolled over so we were side by side. We weren't touching everywhere anymore, but were instead running our hands down each others sides and shoulders and hips. He must have opened his eyes cause I felt his hand on my cheek, wiping away my tears. I had only dropped a couple before getting control. I just kept my eyes shut and slowly pulled away so he could wipe both sides. He wiped my face then kissed both cheeks. He pushed me on my back and laid beside me with his head on my chest. I put my arm around him and he snuggled into me. 'I'm really full and tired' he said. 'Me too. We stayed up late, got up early, exercised and then stuffed ourselves. When do you have to go home?' 'Before supper, if your folks don't send me home earlier.' 'OK, let's just rest our eyes for a few minutes.' He didn't answer, just scooted into me even closer. And then we were both asleep.